He squinted at her trying to figure out how much she knew. John didn't tell her did it? That seemed a difficult thing these days for a immortal to do. John wouldn't be that stupid, or maybe he was.
"We go quite far back---" he took a swallow of his drink, picking up that maybe she did know, but he was playing cautious. "How much has he told you about himself?" Another swallow. Was this chick a distraction or a spy? Or maybe he just wanted to trip Guy up. Did she have to be so beautiful? "I've been in law enforcement of some sort since the beginning." Maybe at first more like a hired killer, but that was the law in those days, that was how the rich folk dealt criminals like Robin Hood.